Tonight I woke up laughing. I dreamt of you once more, but this time you were really there with me, in Slovakia, in your house. Of course the house was different, and among your family there were other people that didn’t belong there. But you were there, for me, and it was really you. I could see your face, touch you, feel your love.

In this dream I had a plane to catch, to bring me back to Portugal. But this time I stayed. This time I didn’t left you, and that was why I was so happy. That is why I laughed and woke up laughing. I’m just sorry this time it was too late… I love so, but so much. No-one has an idea of how I wish I could hold you in my arms once more…

I’ve been feeling so, but so lonely! I’ve been feeling so sad... But the funny thing is that the lonelier and sadder I feel the more I joke, the more I try to laugh. Everybody thinks I’m OK, so let’s try not to disappoint everybody, right? Others don’t like sad people… it makes them uncomfortable. Maybe it reminds them there’s nothing to laugh about their lives too…

You dared to love me once, I will love you always.

I wonder if we will be together again one day. I miss you no matter where I am. I miss your warmth.